He had confirmed it with a look.
It really was Lu Zhou.
Huang Guangming steadied himself, turned to leave, and was immediately grabbed by Lu Zhou.
"Fuck, why are you running..."
With Lu Zhou gripping his shoulder, Huang Guangming stopped running. He sighed and said wistfully,
"A brother has fallen this far and truly cannot bear to face the elders back home. For the sake of our four years sharing a bed... no, sharing a dorm room, could you let me slip away first—"
Lu Zhou nearly spat.
"Sharing a dorm room, my ass!"
MMP!
After all these years, this guy's mouth was still as loose as ever...
Looking at Brother Guangming, who no longer resembled the flamboyant youth he had once been, Lu Zhou felt a surge of melancholy.
They said heroes aged easily. How was it that he himself had barely changed, while all his brothers had become so weathered?
Especially that heartbreaking hairline...
If not for that same irritatingly smug look in his eyes, Lu Zhou might not even have recognized him.
Seeing the nostalgic expression on his old roommate's face, Huang Guangming fell silent for a moment before speaking.
"I bet you weren't thinking anything nice."
Lu Zhou smiled.
"How could that be? I was just feeling a little sentimental. We haven't seen each other in six years, and you've... changed quite a lot."
Huang Guangming sighed. "...After six years apart, you still know exactly how to piss people off."
Hm?
Did he?
Lu Zhou thought about it carefully, but still could not figure out what he had said that was irritating.
Wang Peng had been watching this man from the start. Only after confirming that he posed no problem did he withdraw his right hand from inside his jacket, close the car door, and walk